Originally posted on Intermission:
? During the past few years, Sharon and I have visited numerous churches. We were counting just the other day and realized we have been to at least two each of Lutheran, Presbyterian, Methodist, Assembly of God, Catholic, and non-denominational, in addition to countless Baptist churches. However, for the last two…
Also, brothers, I was not able to speak to you as spiritual men, but as fleshy, as to infants in Christ. I gave you milk to drink, not food, for you were not able to eat it. But now you are still not able to eat, for you are still fleshy. For whereas among you […]
This is a translation from the Greek. It is not meant to be a “new translation,” but to encourage those who have chosen to live as disciples of Jesus Christ, that they will also study the text, and do their own “translations” from studying the text in the Koine Greek. I can testify that reading and studying […]
This was quite nostalgic for me. So redolent of a place I revert to sometimes in my mind, as I have not seen it in seven years now, of rolling, roving prairie, infringed with distant forest. There is a fantastic, favonian breeze, sweet with the scent of wild-flowers, the bluestem grasses glinting like the sea, waves brushed by the wind, soughing softly. And the sunlight crawls across the landscape, shadows swimming fast away, and then all-enveloping yet again as the clouds hurry fast across the sky. The perfect moment. Beautiful, vivid poem. Can imagine the stark landscape, so devoid of life, gnarly stone gleaming gelid, the frigid wind, the bleak winter- to dart into that sanctuary of thought and memory, the smell of pine, the embrace of sun, to that place of Spring. Excellent poem indeed and fabulous photo! Ebullient cheers,
Autumn Jade
I really liked it! It’s often that you come across writers that express what needs to said using just the right amount of words. Respect!
Good one! 🙂 Your charm worked. It’s here! Yee-haw!